Sir has been throwing ideas at me since I earned my collar.
You should take up bellydancing. Or burlesque. Try packing. Or hunting.
I’m still working on Raven’s Own, even expanding its show schedule a little this year and planning/doing a few more ambitious projects. Tafat n Kahina goes right along with it. I’m not allowed to give those up, and we can’t afford for me to give up my day job. And I can’t tell you how many projects I have to do around the house – fixing the septic lid, fixing the toilet, digging and planting the bee garden, building the food gardens, building the patio wall in the front. (Don’t misunderstand: Kitten does help and is really really good at what he knows, but he’s got a black thumb and isn’t really the handyman in this relationship. He is, however, the better cook.)
Oh, and mowing the lawn. Although I enjoy mowing, too.
You should teach a class. Maybe teach two classes. Hey, those clothes look good. Maybe you should mix music.
My dysthymia and social spoons have been in havoc for at least a year. But Sir keeps throwing ideas at me.
Go back to yoga. Pegging could be cool. Or kickboxing.
Throw enough ideas, Kitten says, and something is bound to stick.
Maybe drag kinging.
Cue a 24-hour frenzy of research, YouTube videos, Pinterest pins, articles, supply resources, and even lip-sync playlists.
This is certainly not the first time it’s crossed my mind. I’ve considered packing for years. I have occasionally peeked at the DC Kings‘ website, and am now a bit pissed that I missed seeing them perform (the troupe retired in 2015 and left their website/social media up as resources and history, bless them). I’m rather content to be biologically female, but there is a part of me that craves a bit of genderfuckery. And Sir, for His part, has no objection to me doing so – in fact, would encourage it, especially as it would fit beautifully into my requirement of representing Him. He might even let me cut my hair for more than maintenance, for the first time in six years, if it’s for kinging purposes.
Oh, and spending several hours turned on at the thought of having a packer in place is no indicator at all. Because I need more projects/ideas/things to do/holes in my head. </sarcasm>
Featured image is of Landon Cider.